Passion (3 page)

Carrie

I know he thinks the little
peep show was it, but not by a long shot. Since he seemed to like sniffing me
so much, and was such a manwhore from what I’ve heard I decided to leave him a
little surprise. I was really hoping he would bring Tiffany home with him; they
could’ve both enjoyed my little present. Okay I don’t know why the fuck my
stomach is in knots, but I don’t like this shit. There’s no way I was crushing
on crazy hair dude, besides I don’t think that guy’s all there. What the fuck
ever.

Josh

I smelled her as soon as I
entered my room, what the fuck, how was her scent so strong here when I didn’t
smell it before? I walked around my room inhaling her into me, the scent wasn’t
overpowering it was just there.

Did
she spray my room with her shit, and what the fuck was she doing in my room
without me? Then I saw it front and center on my bed. Fuck me, tell me she didn’t.
I started to laugh, looks like I found a worthy opponent.

She’d left me a pair of
midnight blue thongs, I picked them up, and sniffed, the silk was still warm
from her body and her female scent went straight to my head. That combined with
the shit she’d sprayed all over my room was sure to keep me up all night in
more ways than one.

I found out at dinner that she was spending the night, I looked at
her, but she was pretending that I didn’t exist.

“Thanks for the present Carissa, though I think it would’ve looked
better where it was intended for maybe next time hmm?”

She almost choked on her water while my family looked on in
puzzlement. I didn’t give up any information and neither did she. The rest of
the meal was uneventful except for my family’s usual fuckery at the dinner
table.

On my way upstairs for the night I passed her in the hallway.

“Soon.” I whispered as I licked her neck and kept walking.

Josh

It’s Saturday, party day,
tonight I up the stakes in a big way, the game is set. After tonight there will
be no let up.

She’s not quite where I want her to be as yet but she’ll get
there. She’s already proven she’s going to be a handful but I’m up to the task,
I can’t wait to tame that. May the best man win.

I’ve
been listening to the buzz going on all around me for the past week, so I knew
who was picking who up where and when, so I knew how much time I had before I
had to set things in motion.

I was dressed and ready to go
half an hour before the party was suppose to start and out of the house before
my siblings . Nothing was said about me going stag, I always went alone.

I sat in my car on a dark stretch of road off to the side out of
the way of oncoming traffic. I would be able to see them but they couldn’t see
me since I had my lights off.

I sat
back, relaxed, and waited.

It was twenty minutes before
I saw my target approaching. I turned on my lights, burned rubber as I
accelerated past the car pulling ahead and stopping crosswise, blocking its
path.

The driver stepped on the brakes just as I was getting out of my Bugatti.

I walked to the passenger side and pulled open the door.

“Get
out.” I pulled her out of the car when she took too long to obey me. I think
for the first time I actually shocked her, she seemed to be in a daze.

“Dude, who the fuck are you?
Get your hands off her.”

“Rachel says hi Travis.” The fucker lost all color as Carrie
started to come out of her stupor.

“Who the fuck is Rachel?”

“The last girl he date raped. Get in the car. I gave her a gentle
nudge towards my car, while I stayed back to have a friendly chat with Mr.
Travis.

“I ever see you near her again I’ll break your fucking face. You
don’t know her, you’ve never seen her, you don’t know her fucking name. Erase
her number from your phone. Don’t drive by her house; don’t even drive down her
street.”

“You can’t...”

“I
can, I did, the name’s Joshua Steele, ask around.” I was done.

She was staring straight
ahead when I climbed in the car.

“You’re some piece of work you know that, where do get off pulling
this shit?”

Oh she wanted to fight? Cool.

“You wanted to spend the night with the rapist?” She didn’t have a
ready answer for that one.

“If you knew he was a rapist why the fuck did you let me get in a
car with him?”

“You were never in any danger from him; if he’d touched you I
would’ve killed the mother-fucker.”

“Why, what’s it to you?”

“You fucking know why, now buckle up let’s go.”

Surprisingly
she obeyed without a fight; I guess she was still a little spooked by the whole
thing.

The only reason I wasn’t
handing her her ass is because I knew I pushed her to it. It was her
retaliation for the Tiffany thing.

She’d done what any woman would do; she fought back like a girl.
She just hadn’t been very careful in her selection.

I think I just might visit Travis anyway and give his ass a beat
down, just for thinking of putting his mother-fucking hands on what’s mine.

Josh

I drove over to the beach; it
was quiet this time of night so we had the place to ourselves.

“What are we doing here?”

“You want to go to a party with a bunch of drunken imbeciles,
drink watered down punch surrounded by the people you’ve been snubbing for the
past month or so?”

“Not necessarily, but it doesn’t mean I want to be here with you
either.”

I decided to ignore that, I knew better.

“What were you doing with that Travis bitch anyway, isn’t your dad
the Captain, how could he let his daughter out of the house with a suspected
rapist?”

“My dad doesn’t know who I was going to the dance with.”

“Give him hell too do you?” She rolled those fawn eyes at me.

“Know
what I think little lamb, I think you’re full of shit, I think you act tough,
talk rough, but under it all you’re just a scared little girl hoping no one
looks too deep and see the real you. Scared and shivering under your tough
shell.”

“Why don’t you crack that
shell and see mother-fucker, you better wear a hazmat suit because a whole
lotta shit just might explode all over you? You can pretend to see whatever the
fuck you want, know what I see? I see an arrogant prick who thinks he’s pussy’s
best gift, well not this pussy bitch, this pussy don’t do amateur big headed
puffed up dicks.”

I laughed, I couldn’t help it, she was spitting fire at me, and it
was so hot I wanted to mount her right then and there. Too bad she was full of shit;
she wasn’t nowhere near ready for what I had in store for her. I could wait,
not too much longer though, but for now she was safe.

“Your pussy’s purring so loud for me I hear it in my sleep, I bet
if I touched you right now you’d go off like a rocket launcher, wanna test it?”
I turned as if I was really going to go for it and heard her indrawn breath.
Her fucking nipples were hard. Fuck she was getting off on this shit.

Oh yeah, my kinda pussy.

Josh

The following Monday she was
up to her old tricks again, I’d purposely avoided her the rest of the weekend
while she’d been at my house with Nessa.

I stayed away the whole fucking time, hanging with friends in
Chelsea, she had no idea where I was, or who I was with, that’s just how I
wanted it.

I
wanted her to wonder about that shit, I knew it would drive her crazy, Nessa
couldn’t be of any help since she didn’t know my whereabouts either, so even if
my lamb asked, which I’m sure she’s too proud to do, there would be no one to
answer.

I’d peeped her game as soon
as I saw her first period, she was dressed to the fucking nines, not for a
school day in rainy Sea Crest no, she was decked out for a runway in Paris, or
some fuck.

She seemed to have an affinity for whites in differing shades.
This outfit was more ivory than cream, it was a D&G label leather, crotch
shot skirt, with matching short jacket, and a lacy teddy underneath in
turquoise that showed off the tops of her tits.

She wore a huge as fuck turquoise pendant on a silver choker
around her neck, with matching bracelets and earrings. Her makeup made her look
like a bronze warrior princess, and those fuck me strap up sandals in silver
were kick ass.

Oh
she was out for blood alright, and I knew just whose she wanted a taste of.

I pretended not to notice
her, though my dick was hard as fuck behind the fly of my jeans.

If she wasn’t careful I’d be mounting her before she was ready. If
she pushed me too far, I’ll give her exactly what she was asking for.

The douches of course were flocking around her like birds of prey,
I watched from my table in the cafeteria as they all vied for her attention.

I kept my cool as there was nothing threatening going on, they
were making their plays but she wasn’t reciprocating, it’s only when this one
kid named Sam took her hand and she smiled at the mother-fucker flirtatiously,
that I made my move.

I
simply walked up to them, took her hand from his, “Mine.” and pulled her out of
the room.

I had her head leant back
against the wall looking into her eyes which were spitting fire at me.

“You’re playing with fucking fire, don’t push your luck.”

“Who the fuck do you think you are, I can talk to whomever I want
to and you can’t stop me.”

“As long as you’re willing to bear the consequences go for it.”

“What consequences, why should there be any consequences, what
does it have to do with you, you don’t fucking own me?”

“Keep telling yourself that, I repeat, don’t push your fucking
luck. My pussy has an itch, I’ll scratch it, you ever think of letting any of
these motherfuckers touch you you won’t sit down for a week. If you want one of
these pricks to get fucked way the fuck up keep flirting and smiling.”

“Oh I see, it’s okay for you to do that shit, but I can’t, fuck
that shit.”

“You’ve been warned Sterling, don’t say I didn’t spell it out for
you.” I licked across her lips, bit down none too gently on the corner of the
bottom one, and left her standing there no doubt fuming.

Carrie

This mother-fucker is crazy,
who the fuck...did I fall down the fucking rabbit hole or some shit, who did he
think he was talking to? What the fuck ever.

We shall see, the next mother-fucker that smiled at me was getting
some play, let me show this small town dick what the fuck was up.

Just because he ran off Travis with his raping ass didn’t mean I
was gonna let him run my life. So now, whereas before I wasn’t looking for it,
I was going on the prowl.

I know he’s just all fucking talk anyway. At least that’s what I
told myself, but somewhere deep inside I think I knew I was testing him,
testing his words just to see how far I could push him.

It
was my body after all, he had no claim to it, and how dare he tell me what the
fuck I can or can’t do, not even Michael got away with that shit.

I saw that same guy Sam
again, he was a big enough guy just in case Steele really was crazy, this guy
looked like he could handle himself.

I walked toward him smiling; he’d been talking to a group of guys
when I approached.

I smiled at him, put one hand behind his head, and pulled him
towards my lips.

I felt a hand on my nape like a vise and Sam was on the floor with
a hand clutching at his throat.

This crazy fuck had chopped him across his Adam’s apple with his
hand. He dragged my stunned ass from the room behind him for the second time
that day, while the room stood deadly still.

I
think I heard Vanessa calling to him but he didn’t stop, he just kept going.

We ended up in an abandoned
classroom with me up against the door as he bracketed me with both hands on either
side of my head.

“You believe me now huh! Still think I’m fucking around?”

Where do I begin, I know I’m crazy, but this fucker is a whole
other breed of demented. I still wasn’t ready to give in to him though, not by
a long shot.

He took my throat in his hand, holding my head up and back as he
brought his mouth down on mine to plunder. Sweet merciful heaven.

I was gasping for breath when he finally released me.

“I’m
gonna spank your ass red, you won’t know where, or when, just know it’s going
to be soon. Mouth off at me again and it’ll go worst for you.”

He waited as though watching
to see what I’ll do, I wanted to blast his ass, but I think I’d had enough for
the day. My panties were soaked as it is.

“I can smell you.” he whispered those words just before biting
into my neck with enough force to leave a mark and walking away.

I need a new game plan, he kept upping the mother-fucking stakes,
no way was I gonna let him win. I’d have to give him this round though. Damn.